[Verse 1] Emerald banners in the cavern air Lanterns swinging over crystal stairs I trace old sigils in the dust and dew Green light gathers Humming Sharp and true Wind in a tunnel that never knew sky Brushes my cloak as the court files by The Queen lifts up her ring-lit hand “Carry our kindness to the burning land” [Chorus] I am the Mage of Emerald Riches Staff full of storms and carved old wishes Guard of the crown in the glowstone halls Where the mountain listens and the deep voice calls Gold for the hungry Gems for the broken Every coin a promise spoken By decree of care By the old green throne I’ll bear our mercy to the world of stone [Verse 2] Luster Dragons in their veils of ore Teach us: “Hoard Then open every door Keep your treasure till the day of need Weigh each jewel against a stranger’s grief” Their scales reflect the fault lines Faint They name each crack like a whispered saint “Child of caverns When the smoke runs thin Spend what you are Let the light pour in” [Chorus] I am the Mage of Emerald Riches Staff full of storms and carved old wishes Guard of the crown in the glowstone halls Where the mountain listens and the deep voice calls Gold for the hungry Gems for the broken Every coin a promise spoken By decree of care By the old green throne I’ll bear our mercy to the world of stone [Bridge] Oh Wind from the tunnels Find the cracks Find the cries Lift the dust of those fallen Wash the salt from their eyes Oh Heart of the granite Beat in time with my own Let this hoarded glitter Turn to bread Turn to homes [Verse 3] The lift-chain groans Gates of agate part I feel the mountain leaning on my heart Queen of Emerald Voice like rolling shale “Go My mage Be strong Be soft Prevail” I kiss her seal Cool against my brow Whisper the dragons’ creed as I bow “Guard what you gather Give when they fall” Wind coils upward as I heed the call [Chorus] I am the Mage of Emerald Riches Staff full of storms and carved old wishes Guard of the crown in the glowstone halls Where the mountain listens and the deep voice calls Gold for the hungry Gems for the broken Every coin a promise spoken By decree of care By the old green throne I’ll bear our mercy to the world of stone [Outro] From the roots of the range To the sun-struck plain I carry our gleam As a shelter from pain Wind in my emerald Wind in my bones The mountain says “Go” And the Queen says “Home”
